I hadn’t, other than Desod. I couldn’t imagine Desod getting me into trouble like this, though.“Somebody ratted,” he said, “and the finger�...s pointin’ at you.”“What do you mean, somebody ratted?” I said. “What’s the problem with people knowing anyway?”“Char ... you little dummy...” he explained to me like I was a dummy. “You got to be careful what you tell these guys. They can find shit out. That’s why I told you not to use your real name.”“Virg ... you use your real name.” I pointed out.“Yeah,. I thought everyone in show business had to be attractive, but Jenny might be the exception, or maybe there was no rule. After all they had bought the script from Alyson and she was over sixty five.Jenny was about fifty pounds over weight with most of it in her butt. She would have had and attractive body without the giant sized ass. Her breasts were about right for her basic frame, but not for that ass. She noticed me noticing her, but neither of us commented.She had driven one of the company. She’d finished her treat and was whining to herself anxiously, obviously wondering if she’d be allowed to eat. Quickly Sam leashed her and released her neck chain, pulling her up as he did so.“Seurata!” he snapped, which literally meant ‘follow’ but Sam had used it in place of ‘heel!’ for a long while. Relishing the sight of the former primary school teacher and evangelical Christian walking behind him on the end of the loosely held leash, her fat, bound dugs swinging below her and spattering. Her Seattle hospital had donated money for radio, TV and transit board ads along with support for Dr. Montgomery Addison to speak to mothers of concerned college and high school students. All her efforts were designed to make top of mind the issue of ‘Tipsy Drinking’ and make examples of students which would make peers take notice and change their bad behavior. It was called The Doc Ride A Long.It was a misty foggy night on the beltway that ringed the city of Seattle skyline and the iconic.